Everyone knew who you were. Spencer's partner who was smaller and yet, very very reckless. Bratty, if you will. Sometimes he found it endearing but today it went a little overboard. Guess he's just gonna have to get you back into line.

You two were planning to go out to a bar, but got into a petty argument beforehand. He gave you the silent treatment on the way there and even when you walked in, his eyes never met you.

So, what did you do?

You made him jealous by flirting with every guy that came up to you. Which there were a lot of, cause you were gorgeous and it was a Friday night at the bar.

You could feel his eyes on you as you accepted a drink from and shot those sweet smiles at random guys, and yet you never spared him even a glance. Why should you, right? He didn't wanna talk it out, so you had to resort to other methods.

When one drunk guy in particular came up, bought you a drink as your hand came onto his, holding it on the counter, that was it. You didn't get a chance to chuckle at the guy's joke before Spencer came up behind you, pulling you away and whispering in your ear.

"Go to the car. Now. You're in for it when we get home."